The easy way was to go frantic & with this I can be found. The man never knew how he turned me upside down.
I got too tired of all the blame looking as if I was the one insane. For fear and sad, things gone wrong. Nothing like a battle where someone might've won.
I'm not so hateful, I think. But gone is it when the time was for trying.
Work as we may but we were weary of our own faces that we conceal aside.
So we've got to know how much we tried. But to understand that we'll never know what we try to hide.
Watch me now as I say my despise and my energy to try to stay wise.
My regrets to my lover, my regrets for life; I can never resemble the pride falling through my eyes.
I might have died for it for all it's worth. I might've believed all of it and gone with my mind.
Far too considerate to what you also might, I still tried to fight, to remember, to feel and then relinquish slowly away from hurt. From the man who's scared to feel, to fight and remember the best feeling in the world.